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In Flanders Fields

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow

between the crosses,
row on row that mark our place;
and in the sky the larks,
still bravely singing,
fly scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead.Short days ago we lived,
felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved,
And now we lie in Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw the torch;
Be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die we shall not sleep,
Though poppies grow in Flanders fields.

John McCrae   


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Gymnopèdies.. Eric Satie
Midi: Chiaki Ikenoue
© Japan.
by permission

  John McCrae (1872-1918) is remembered for this poem which was probably the single best-known and popular poem (in England) from the war. He was a Canadian physician and fought on the Western Front in 1914, but was then transferred to the medical corps and assigned to a hospital in France.
He died of pneumonia while on active duty in 1918.